Date: Sun, 14 Sep 2008 07:49:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Myers
Subject: The Institute - Chapter 4 - Update
The next weeks were filled with just the care for the two boys; Matt and
Thomas were constantly checking to make sure everything went as
planned. Peter dropped by occasionally, trying to decide if he wanted some
alterations for Baby, or if he would keep him as he was. At this stage of
their plan his main concern was to more or less manage their town, making
sure everyone was happy with how things were running. Lately they received
an abundance of letters from people who had heard of their community,
wanting to join and settle there. It was at times rather difficult to
decide what the town needed. Something as simple as having four instead of
three hair-salons was a thoughtful process because no one wanted to
endanger the economic balance of their new home.
They also had several masters asking to send their pets for training,
something they hadn't considered doing for the next few months, but the
additional income would be more than enough to keep their operation up and
running for the next years. It would also mean that they would need more
instructors, personnel and accommodations, so this was something that would
have to be planned carefully.
A few members of his closer circle also mentioned that they would gladly
volunteer for any `convict' Judge Roberts could bring to the Institute,
meaning that even though Thomas was on a six month leave he would
eventually need to return to court, setting everything in place to make
sure everyone received the boy they wanted. Even though the town catered to
all sexes and preferences, their main objective was boys who needed strong
male influence in their lives.
He chuckled and leaned back in his chair, taking hold of the leash laying
on his desk and pulled. The jerk on his dick reminded Baby that it was time
to get up from under the desk where he had been sucking his Daddy's dick
for the last hour.
"All done, Baby. Let's go for some breakfast." He had never taken the boy
out into town and would enjoy showing him around.
"Do you need to poop, Baby?" He pulled at the elastic band on his boy's
waist.
"No Daddy, I'm good."
"Well, what do you say if I take off your diaper and take you out without
it?" He smiled, knowing that his boy would think he would get around being
humiliated in public.
"You would? Oh, thank you Daddy, thank you very much."
"Well, then I think it's time to take it off and get you dressed."
He pulled down the diaper and helped his boy into a pair of real tight
satin-shorts that would show off his package nicely.
"I think we forgot something. Turn around and bend over." He took a big
sized plug, lubed it up a bit and pushed it deeply into the boy, the large
base clearly protruding from his twitching pussy.
"That's better, boy." He pulled the shorts up as much as he could, pleased
that everyone who saw them would know that Baby was plugged and tubed. A
short mesh-shirt that didn't cover his stomach completed his outfit and
made him look like the slut he was, showing off his pierced nipples.
"I can't go out like this, please, don't make me..."
"We are going to have breakfast, Baby, and if you don't want to add to your
whipping later, you will get your stuffed ass out of here right now."
He pushed him towards the office door that led onto the plaza in the center
of the town.
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Acutely aware that everyone could see his butt plug, Baby tried to walk
closely behind Peter, hoping to hide himself behind those broad
shoulders. His face was about as red as his ass and he was so miserable he
was about to cry.
Finally they reached a nice looking diner and went in.
"Booth or table, gentlemen?"
"We'll take a booth today."
They were taken towards the end of the room, using a route that led by
every occupied table, eliciting snickers from the people sitting there.
"Scoot in, Baby." Peter moved in to sit right next to his pet.
"What can I get you to drink while you read the menu?"
"I'll take a cup..." Peter wouldn't let him finish his sentence.
"We'll take a glass of milk for the boy and some coffee for me, please."
"But I want..."
"I order for my Baby, right?" His hand moved to a protruding nipple and
pulled.
"Ahh... yes, Daddy."
"Good boy."
The waiter gave them two menus, only to have one returned.
"I only need one, I'll order for both of us, thanks."
"But, I want....."
"I think I know better what you want and need, Baby."
When the waiter came back with their drinks, he ordered the breakfast
special for both of them, while almost absentmindedly pulling on the
elongated nipple for everyone to see.
They were both quietly sipping from their cups when the food arrived. By
then Baby was desperately trying to keep in the moans and grunts, trying to
escape him each time his tits were manipulated this way.
"Anything else I can get you?"
"Baby, be a good boy and answer the nice waiter." He pulled harder.
"No... aarrggh..."
"Now that isn't very polite. Lift up your butt."
"What? I...?" Not knowing what to expect, he lifted his ass off the seat.
"I think we need another napkin for the boy."
"Sure, Sir. " The waiter took another napkin off the table next to them and
handed it to Peter.
"Thanks."
With one swift move he pulled out Baby's large plug and placed it in the
napkin.
"No... Daddy..." Deeply humiliated that the waiter had seen what he had in
his ass, Baby froze.
"Lift up again, boy."
"Please, Daddy, no... don't..."
"I didn't want to, but you are forcing my hand here." Peter pulled a latex
glove on and audibly snapped it in place.
"I'm sorry... Daddy... please..." The boy was crying now.
"Lift up!"
With a sob, Baby lifted up again, waiting until he felt Peter's fingers at
his hole.
"Could you help my boy sitting down?"
With a grin the waiter complied putting his hands on Baby's shoulders and
pressing down, ignoring the grunt of pain when the boy was fully impaled on
Peter's hand.
"That's better now, isn't it?"
While his left hand moved around in his boy's ass, he started eating with
his right, clearly enjoying his food. Baby sat there miserably, pushing the
food around on his plate, just wanting to hide from everyone who had
watched their display.
Peter was already finished while Baby's plate was still full.
"I think my Baby wants to be fed by his Daddy."
With a swift move he pulled him on his lap, pulling his left hand out,
leaving his ass gaping wide. He arranged the boy sideways on his lap,
spreading his legs and pushing the hand back into him. He started feeding
him while slowly fucking his fist in and out of the boy, making it almost
impossible for Ricky to swallow the food he was being fed.
The position he was in allowed everyone to see his bare crotch with the
metal insert and the heavy ball stretcher. Baby was outright crying now,
the waiter standing right next to them and watching him being fisted did
not really make him feel better either.
"Do you want me to clean this for you, Sir?" The smirking waiter pointed to
the large plug.
"Yes, and get it lubed up again as well. Thank you."
"See, Baby, everyone here understands the needs of a little boy like you."
Peter grinned.
The waiter returned with the huge dildo, now once more shining from the
lube, ready to be stuffed into Ricky's hungry ass.
"Why don't you put it in for him? I'm sure Baby here will appreciate your
help, right?"
He pushed the boy down onto the table and forced his legs wide apart. The
huge rings above and below his hole kept his ass-cheeks apart, emphasizing
the gaping pussy. With one swift move the waiter pushed in deep. He twisted
and turned it in each direction for a bit for good measure, adding a sound
slap on the bare ass before pulling the skimpy shorts back over the red
globes.
"There you go. All done, Sir."
Peter pulled the boy upright again, handed some money to the waiter and
left the restaurant, keeping a firm grip on Ricky's hand, forcing him to
follow him back outside into the street. He chuckled at the sight of his
humiliated pet and decided that they would have to come here more often.
"Let's go back now, Baby. Matt is waiting for us. Hurry up, your brother
should be waking up today, don't you want to see him?"
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